Getting distracted by someone else’s website is what turns your brain back on. I saw it mentioned recently, and I will get around soon to looking up who actually said it, but it’s true: the road to hell is paved with good connections.

If I’m going to actually write, I’m going to have to kill my internet connection and move to darkest Nebraska, where I hear they still feel that electricity is somewhat suspect, never mind those intertubes.

(Note for Nebraskans: I don’t mean it. Upstate New York really does feel that way in places; perhaps I should have used it instead.)

Anyway: hello! Here I am, like Walt Whitman, sounding my barbaric yawp over the landscape of the WWW. More to come.